Randi Schalet

With the death of my son by overdose, I began writing poetry. Previously I have written personal essays (recently accepted by Peauxdunque Press and Prime Time Magazine) along with two novels which were published by small presses.

“Kayaking On Spy Pond,” “Parenting Mistakes,” and “Choices”

I lied when I said he’d been clean for a year.
It made a better story:
Addict resisting the call of meth,
riding the wave when the desire hit,
how big he felt—and bigger.